I'm a scaredy cat. All it takes for me to get so nervous and fearful of the world that I have to remind myself to breathe is one afternoon by myself.

When I start thinking too much, I realize just how small and insignificant we are. Human life is just a moment in time, just a glitch in space.

So why does it matter so much if I'm doing things right or wrong, if I'm living my dreams or in chains, or who I'm loving and keeping in touch with?

Because no matter how small I am, I know I am here. And I know who I am.